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The Sith says she doesn’t quite believe in gods, and while incredible, this - there was really no other word for how she felt. To her, the Praētor was wiser, more powerful, more distant, more austere and more present than any god from the stars. The Praētor was great. It can be seen in her eyes. Passion. This Sith was devoted to His Majesty with the passion of a saint or lover. She is in love with him. She is in love with the Emperor the way her troopers and fleet-masters are in love with her.
The Sith tells you a story.
“His Majesty said, follow me. ‘Follow me and we shall free ourselves from the corrupt Je’daii who rules over us.’ We followed him. It’s nearly fifty years since we followed him, in an endless campaign across the stars. He said he would take us to the ends of the universe. I was young just like you once, sergeant. I watched as a student then as the borders of our Empire pushed out and one by one, the stars in the sky became ours.”
Lady Bocchi sighed.
When humans are passionate, they are in love. They see the world through rose-coloured lenses. Their souls catch on fire. They start thinking, there must be gods in the sky! Perhaps you don’t quite understand what it is which makes the Sith believe in the emperor she couldn’t see, but the parallels, you do. You believe in the Sith Commander after all, so did the battalions, so did the Seventh Legion. Every trooper has their personal gods.
Lovers live with passion and it makes them crave. They have to prove themselves willing to roll over and die, and the poison is sweet. It is sweet and fatal to love one’s people, sweetheart, empire, lord and master.
She watches you closely.
“What do you think it is about passion that turns a man holy?” she asked.
A trick question.
“Passion isn’t easy to be sensible with, as the Force isn’t easy to be sensible with. We are cold people, we live in the dark and yet we yearn to be warm. War is in our blood… In the darkness, only passion will guide you.”
The Sith was now standing very close to you. She looks at your face and squeezes your arm. “I have a plan to break this siege and free our worlds, one by one.”
Can you believe it?
“I’m telling you stories. Trust me.”
The Sith smiled warmly.
